Smaller world

He looks out the window and sighs:
"The world has become smaller since I looked at it last time"
Mist leans on the window
True, the world is turning smaller
It´s right here, in this room

His lukewarm eyes don´t see much anymore
He has lied more than enough
and his eyes are now deep in the skull
Now he´s going home, as a child

His world is right here,
in this bed
It can´t be broken, it´s too late
Better stay quiet

Maybe world will become normal again

I miss you so, grandpa. More than for years.